"I wanted to save her....."

Dylan just cries. He cries until James's shirt was soaked in his tears. James couldn't understand what he should say to make him stop crying. To make his pain go away. It broke his heart to see Dylan crying so much.

He just sits down, with Dylan now hugging his waist and still sobbing.

"Hey...shhhh....shhhh...it's all going to be okay...I am right here....." James tries to assure him.

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"Is everything alright baby?" William asks looking at Noah's pale face. He thought the two brothers must have fought in the cab.

Noah was ready to burst into tears too. He hugs William tightly, sobbing into his loving arms.

"Are you okay? Did Dylan say something?" William asks again.

"No...no...I....the fire....I don't know why I was reminded of it.......I spoke about it......with Dylan today....I don't.....know....why...." Noah speaks in between his sobs.

William shudders at the mention of fire. Noah told him how his parents died and how he was scarred for life.

"Baby, is the scar hurting?" William tries to lift his shirt up. The scar was still there. When young Noah went inside to save his parents, he slipped on something and fell. A burning rod fell on Noah's stomach, scarring him for life.

William always kissed his scar while making love to him and said the scar was beautiful. He was beautiful.

But they never spoke about the fire ever again. He did not want to remind Noah of those painful memories. But today, it was a shock that Noah himself mentions it.

"No...but my heart.....my heart is hurting....." Noah says clutching on to William more.

William picks him up and slowly puts him on the bed, not losing any contact with him. He sits beside him and lets him cry on his lap as long as he wants.

"It's okay baby. I am right here." He says as he caresses Noah's hair.

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"Are you okay now?" James asks when he feels Dylan is quiet. He was quiet for some time now but James wanted to make sure.

"You...you came early..." Dylan says. His voice was a bit coarse from all the crying earlier.

"I just couldn't wait to see you." James caresses Dylan's hair as he feels Dylan pulling James's waist closer.

"Water?" Dylan asks.

"Yes, petal. Just a sec..." James moves a little to hand him a glass of water. Dylan finally leaves his waist and slowly gulps the water.

"Are you okay?" James asks again.

"Yes." Dylan nods his head like a small kid.

"Good. Let me bring you something to eat." James gets up to bring some food from the kitchen.

He meets William on his way, who was carrying a tray of food himself.

"Did something happen? I mean between Noah and Dylan. You said they were sharing a cab." James asks William. When he came back, he sat in the living room, waiting for everyone. Clive, David, and William were happy to see him but were too tired to greet him. William told him Noah and Dylan were just behind them, so James hid in Dylan's room to give him a surprise.

"Don't worry. Just normal brotherly fights." William shrugs it off because he doesn't know how much Dylan told James.

"Didn't look like normal to me." James murmurs under his breath and goes to bring a tray of food for Dylan.

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"Who were you talking to outside?" Noah asks in a weak voice. All that crying does that to you.

William puts a spoonful of food in his mouth, "James. He is back."

"He is back? So early?" Noah asks in disbelief. He thought he would stay there for at least another week.

"He said he was feeling alone there. The rites were anyways over." William says as he feeds him the last spoonful.

"But he should have stayed. It was his dad." Noah face palms himself. He thought he would get more time to clear out the Logan mess. Fate really was a bitch.

"Leave him to be now. You rest. And I am the in charge of dinner today so don't even think of stepping out of the bed." William orders.

"You want me to eat burned food?" Noah chuckles.

"I was thinking of a take-out but whatever suits you." William flashes his smile.

"I love you, William," Noah says wrapping the blanket.

"I love you too hon. Now sleep." William dims the light.

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"Aren't you going to ask me anything?" Dylan looks at James who was feeding him but failed miserably. In the end, Dylan just chuckles and insists on eating himself.

"Is there something to ask?" James cross-questions him.

"Ugh.....you and your questions..." Dylan sighs as he takes the last bite.

"And you never answer them," James replies smugly.

Dylan just looks at him and rewinds the past few hours. Here is a man in front of him who had seen him cry his heart out but wasn't asking him anything. He wasn't a normal person.

"You want me to ask you?" James questions him again when he sees Dylan staring at him.

"No....." Dylan says as he himself was confused. Does he want to tell him? Does he want to relive it again?

"Then I won't ask. You can tell me about it whenever you feel like." James says with the most genuine smile on his face.

Dylan doesn't know what came over him but he kisses James. James is taken aback by the shock but quickly adjusts by shifting Dylan on his lap. The kiss was sweet and tender but not rushed. They were taking their time to savor each other's tastes.

Dylan pulls away, breathing a little harder and looks into James's eyes.

"Wow! Two surprises in one day! The things you do to me, Dylan Miller...." James takes a sigh, resting on his crook of the neck and inhaling his sweet smell.

Dylan blushes at his compliment and quickly pecks his forehead before getting off his lap.

"Now go. I have to take a shower." Dylan says, still looking at the ground.

"Can I join too?" James snakes his hand around Dylan's waist but he swats it away.

"Maybe some other time." Dylan winks at him. James holds his heart as if he just got shot.

"Ahhh...ahhh...you are killing me..." James acts out funnily.

"Oh...by the way...Noah isn't cooking today so we are going to order take-out. What do you want?" James asks with his handle on the door.

"Anything is fine." Dylan says, "Also, don't forget to come at night." Dylan says as he starts stripping.

"For?" James smiles suggestively but is pushed out of the room.

"For talking, of course, you pervert!" he shoves him out of the room, feeling the love in the air.

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"And he just started crying his heart out." James talks to Clive who was sitting in the balcony.

"Did he mention a fire? Or saving someone?" Clive gives him a knowing look.

"He said something about he couldn't save her. But what fire?" James asks confused.

"His parents. They died in a fire. He and Noah were saved but they couldn't save the parents. He does get like that sometimes. But...." Clive stops mid-sentence.

"But this is the first time in a long time he even mentioned it. The last time he mentioned it was during a fire drill in our school. It was during high school. It's strange...." Clive thinks.

"Maybe someone mentioned it again," James says.

"No one knows about it except for me and...." He says after realizing, "Noah!"

"He wouldn't do that to his brother," James says but he was in doubt.